New Friends

Celebrity

I sit at the bar, casually changing glances from the baseball game on TV to my two cousins chatting on about some new show they’ve started watching. The band is in the background, setting up for their show tonight. They’ve drawn in a bit of a rougher-looking crowd; many bikers, old and young, are beginning to file in. I casually glance behind me, towards the door, right as he walks in; late forties, early fifties, leather chaps covering light covered jeans, a biker’s vest, black rimmed glasses, and a leather hat covering a bald head. Chills run down my spine as he walks past me and I return my gaze to the TV.Minutes later as I’m scanning the bar, I catch ankara travesti that he seems to be staring at me from his seat at a table past the other end of the bar. “It’s your imagination,” I tell myself.***I’ve had several more drinks. “I’m running to the restroom.”“Want me to join?” asks Heather.“No, I’ll be back.” I never quite understood why women had to go in packs.As I walk my way through the still rather empty bar, I see him looking at me as I walk by. Once again, I think nothing of it. As I exit the bathroom, I seem to look straight up and across the room, locking eyes with him. Chills course my body once more. With a little travesti ankara bit of liquid encouragement, I strut my stuff as best as I can as I walk by, feeling his eyes follow me. When I’m right next to him, I give him a sweet smile.I get back to my family and briefly mumble, “I’m stepping outside”, quickly grabbing my pack of cigarettes out of my purse; another habit I have that these girls don’t.It’s warm out. I’m standing in a nearly empty beer garden, checking my phone, when I hear the big door slam shut as he emerges. He quickly finds me and walks straight towards me. An overwhelming excitement floods through my body. He quickly ankara travestiler grabs me and pushes  me around the corner of the building, his tongue invading my mouth as his hand apply light pressure around my neck, pushing me roughly against the wall. A soft moan escapes my throat as I feel my muscles begin to clench deep inside. Almost instinctually, I put my hand against his pelvic area, squeezing as I feel his large member pulsing through the jeans. I unzip his pants, and slide my hand inside, wrapping my hand around his impressively thick cock. I nearly convulse at the feeling.Suddenly, he takes a fist full of my hair and pulls me down to my knees. I release his cock from his jeans, springing to life, nearly hitting me in the face. Jesus, his cock was big! I put my lips just over the tip and swirl my tongue around his massive head and suck with just the right pressure as I slowly stroke his thick shaft.